Husband plans to kill me Chapter 338

Hearing those words, I instantly felt annoyed and turned my head to look out the window, avoiding his gaze.

Royce seemed to pick up on my mood. When we got out of the car, he made a point to open the door for me and even held my hand.

"Hey, what's up? Ever since I mentioned looking into Alfonso and Maeve, you've been down. Is it about Maeve?" he asked, genuinely concerned.

I glanced at him and finally voiced the small concern that had been bothering me.

"Did you forget? Last time when I met Maeve, you actually talked to her, and it was right in front of me," I said.

Royce blinked, trying to recall the situation. After a moment, he remembered and laughed, "You're still hung up on that? I thought you'd only be bothered by someone like Yvonne... Didn't think Maeve would get to you too! Do you think there's any chance between me and her?"

We had discussed this before, right after Maeve talked to him that day. I couldn't hold back my doubts and mentioned it to Royce.

He assured me then that he wouldn't interact with Maeve anymore, and that their previous contact was only for investigation purposes.

But now he was saying he wanted to investigate, which meant he had to interact with Maeve!

I felt a bit annoyed again.

I turned my face away, but he still held my hand close to him.

He acted as if nothing was wrong, leading me into the restaurant and sitting down. He handed me the menu, asking what I wanted to eat, completely ignoring the previous topic.

Feeling a bit annoyed, I flipped through the menu without responding to him.

I picked a few dishes I liked, and Royce added a few more before handing the menu back to the waiter. He then looked at me.

Noticing his gaze on my face, I didn't turn to look at him, just stared absentmindedly at a spot in the distance.

Royce always had a great eye for choosing restaurants. Every time we came, I felt the atmosphere and food were excellent. I wondered how he found the time and energy to personally select these places despite his busy schedule.

But I didn't voice this thought, remaining silent.

Royce sighed and said, "Caroline, I'm planning to investigate Alfonso, and it's all for you. Why else would I interact with someone like Maeve?"

"I've told you this before, but I'm saying it again today: Maeve isn't my type at all! Besides, given her status, do you think I'd lower myself to associate with someone like her?"

I remained silent, thinking, 'I know that, but what if Maeve is really cunning?'

Realizing this, I felt a cold sweat on my back...

Since when did I start worrying about any woman interacting with Royce, even someone like Maeve, whom I didn't care about at all?

Was this what it felt like to love and care about someone?

I felt like I was becoming a stranger to myself.

Thinking this, I suddenly felt I was no longer myself and looked at Royce.

Maybe he saw the panic in my eyes, as he looked at me for a while before saying, "Caroline, you need to know that I've always liked you. My taste is top-notch, how could I possibly be interested in those other women?"

I had to admit, Royce's words hit the mark.

Just hearing him say that made my heart feel warm, but I deliberately turned my head away and said, "Flattering me won't work. I just feel like you're hiding something... Even if you need to investigate Alfonso, you don't have to interact with Maeve."

Royce shook his head, indicating it wasn't like that.

"The thing is, they seem to have business dealings recently, and Maeve's account received money from Alfonso, which is somewhat related to NexGen Innovations. You kept saying to show them who's boss, so I didn't tell you about this lead. I wanted to investigate further before telling you. Who knew you'd start getting jealous now?"

Hearing Royce say this, I pouted and said, "What's wrong? Don't you like me being jealous?"

Royce immediately laughed. "Of course I like you being jealous. Your jealousy shows your love for me, and it makes me happy."

Hearing Royce say this, I finally smiled, "Alright, you know how to sweet-talk me... You know how to make me happy."

Royce managed to cheer me up, and his expression softened.

After a while, we started eating and casually chatted about other topics.

My mood improved a bit.

Though we had planned to have dinner at home tonight, those plans were completely ruined. When I got home, I stuck out my tongue, feeling a bit guilty.

Kelly was sitting in the living room watching TV, with the cat Nala lying beside her.

Brett was also there, reading a book. When they saw me come in, they both looked at me.

Especially Kelly, who stared at me and said, "You specifically messaged saying you'd be home for dinner, but you didn't come back. Where did you go? Spill the beans."

Kelly's gossiping manner was just like a young girl.

I walked over and hugged her neck, acting cute, "I went to dinner with Royce and forgot to come home... He had something important to tell me, so I didn't come back for dinner!"

Kelly waved her hand dismissively, "Alright, I get it. Go rest, it's so late."

Then she looked at me with concern and asked, "But didn't you say we should all be careful these days? How come you stayed out so late?"

I shook my head at Kelly's words. "I'm fine for now, just make sure you all stay safe... If anything seems off, let me know immediately!"

Kelly nodded and didn't say much more.

But tonight, I wanted to stay with Brett and tell him a story, so I spent some time in the children's room.

I never dreamed I'd have so many kids, and I never thought marriage would play such a significant role in my life.

Now, I was a bit confused about whether I was ready for a second marriage!

But the sense of security I felt with Royce kept reminding me that maybe I needed a new home, so we could support each other and move towards a better future.